Naughty Impulses (Chapter 10)

*All Alone - Part 2*1

“I would have won” Jake said, carrying a laundry basket full of clothes to the laundry room, mumbling the whole way. “Hey, not my fault the blonde girl, totally rocked” I said laughing softly when he glared at me from down the hallway. “Do you want me to help you” I whispered and his pleaded eyes told me, my answer. 2

The room was rather cramped, with a washer and dryer. Jake was piling clothes into the washer and I stepped into the room. His head touched my shoulder when he bent down and I helped. I smiled widely and laughed, when he held up my panties. I even shoved him when he tried stuffing a pair into his pant pockets. When we finally finished and with minor bruises, I reached over to grab the soap to pour in. 3

Before I could, Jake grabbed my waist and lifted my on top of the washer. He poured the soap in himself and then started it up. It began moving beneath me and Jake rested his elbows on either side of my thighs. I watched him and squirmed uncomfortably, trying to get down. Jake remained in front of me, not allowing me down any. 4

“Let me down” I whined and he just smiled up at me. “Nope” he whispered and his fingers began touching my bare shoulders. “Hmm, you smell wonderful” he whispered, taking a deep breath through his nose. “Jake” I said softly though their wasn’t any warning in my voice. 5

Jake moved his hands up and ran his fingers through my hair, holding them against my head. I felt the strength and my heart raced. The heat already danced around the room and he pushed his lips into mine. I couldn’t fight the feelings and kissed him, with just as much hunger. He liked what he tasted because he continued to kiss with more passion. He slowed down and moved his hand down onto my lap. Laying them on my thighs but keeping them still. He continued kissing me and I ruffled his already messy hair. We stopped kissing, so I could get air to my lungs.6

Slowly his warm fingers moved to unbutton the top buttons on my vest, revealing the curve of my breasts. He messed with the soft fabric, fixated on how my skin looked and I knew he was turned on. I kept silent and watching with intensity. He slowly lowered his lips down and his tongue traced the outline of my black bra. He pressed his fingers into the washer tightly and almost pressed it back against the wall. My legs settled around his sides and held tightly to him. When he pressed his tongue in deeper and almost reached, my sensitive spot I let out a loud moan unable to hold back. 7

In that moment, he became an animal and hungry for only one thing. He began to quickly unbutton my vest and pull it of my shoulders quickly. I moaned and sighed my pleasure. His hand quickly moved to unclasps my bra , pulling it off and down onto the floor, before I could say anything. He squeeze my breast together causing me to let out a loud moan and licked down the center of my chest. Licking and kissing every inch of the area’s he longed for. His tongue was frantic and my nails were digging into his shoulder, scrapping along the back of his neck. I whimpered and moan, he continued. Feeding on my pale body, enjoying the sexual tension and lust flowing between us.